I recognized. I’d seen it with many submissives. Deep down, regardless of what she claimed, Braelyn was submissive. Despite what she thought, it wasn’t a bad thing. I’d suspected it, but hadn’t realized she had been purposely hiding that side of herself because she was mistaken in the belief she didn’t want what a dominating man could give her. What I could give her.
It was part of her allure and my inner Dominant was drawn to it.
Leaning in, I sucked on her again, teasing her nipple with my tongue while cupping her breasts with my hands. I plumped the small, firm globes, inciting the nerve endings, while I nipped her with my teeth. Her breaths grew ragged, her fingernails biting into my skin, but she remained where she was.
When I released her from my mouth, I leaned up for her kiss. She met me halfway, her tongue sliding against mine. I plucked her nipples firmly, tugging on the swollen tips until she was moaning into my mouth, the sound so damn sweet.
With her lips fused to mine, I released her breasts, sliding my hands down to cup her ass. Then I surged to my feet, lifting her with me as I did, water pouring off of us with a rush of sound. I swallowed her surprise as I plundered her mouth with my tongue, her arms wreathing my neck as she stabilized herself. Moving to the other side of the space, I set her on the smooth, flat seating ledge set into the stone.
Her hands released me, once more moving to my shoulders as I’d directed.
“Good girl,” I whispered, standing tall and staring down at her. “Spread your legs for me.”
She did, her knees parting, my eyes moving to her smooth, bare mound.
“Wider. I want to see your pretty pussy.”
Braelyn looked surprised, but she didn’t argue, moving her knees farther apart until the movement revealed the pink flesh of her pussy.
“That’s a good girl. Now use your fingers and show me your little clit.”
Her sharp inhale told me my words had surprised her. Little did she know, this was just the beginning. I wasn’t vanilla by any sense of the word, and when it came to sex, it wasn’t a simple act done to sate an urge. It was an exploration, a way of experiencing exquisite, sometimes brutal pleasure. And my dirty girl seemed very eager to indulge me.
“Let me see, Braelyn,” I whispered, my gaze narrowed on her pussy.
Even in the darkness, I could see the way she trembled, but she managed to separate the plump lips, her soft pink center on display. Using her index finger, she pulled back the hood concealing her clit. I took over, using my thumb, loving her sharp inhale as the cool air caressed her sensitive flesh.
Once more, I squatted down in the water, a move that brought me eye level with her pussy. I could smell her arousal, a musky scent that had my dick throbbing, my balls tightening.
Lifting my gaze to hers, I leaned in and lightly speared her vagina before dragging my tongue upward to tease her clit.
Braelyn’s eyes remained locked between her thighs where my tongue continued to explore. I feasted on her, loving the way her chest began to rise and fall rapidly, my name escaping her lips every so often as she urged me to continue. I wasn’t looking to make her come. Not yet. I wanted Braelyn to remember this, to think about it later, when she was alone, when she was fighting this thing between us. Because there was something here, and it was high time we accepted it.
“Talon… oh, God.” Her head tipped back, her hips rocking forward.
I pulled my lips away, using my thumb to fondle her clit. “Watch me, Braelyn.”
“It’s too much,” she whimpered.
“Watch me,” I demanded.
Her head leveled, her eyes opening.
“Do you want me to make you come?”
“Yes, please.” Her chest expanded, another moan escaping. “Please make me come.”
“When I do, I’m going to fuck you,” I warned.
Braelyn nodded.
Leaning forward, I blew air against her clit, waited until she was writhing again. I drew her clit between my lips, flicked the swollen bundle of nerves with my tongue. My eyes remained on her face as she cried out, begging me to make her come. I refrained because I wanted to, wanted to hear her eager pleas as the pleasure lashed at her, had her writhing in an attempt to assuage the ache. I continued to work her, my body hardening as